Luyện nghe bài hát Whole Lotta Love Goin on in The Middle of Hell

Whole lotta goin' on
In da middle of
Say
goin' on?

I leave 'em alone
Dey turned into danger
shootouts, leavin' no doubt
In da eyes of the
And not for other

Fantasize an' nat rep
Makin' you
While they the groove
Now the over, oops
Outta

Yo, my brother, can you spare a
wanna take me out
I call 'em my own
(Can't we all get along?)

Rap iz a sport
Can I get
I hum to da maximum
What I talk is
From da strong
The New York

112 beatz a
An' I'm in it
Have no
To da ones curse me

And I'm in da paint
The feudin' be over
But the ain't
Some the way I say 'em
I clock 'em like
Zo to da AM

Beginnin' of an end of an
Incredible race
Fiend without a

got love for 'em
But some got no love
For the of us
So my boys get iller than
Return to da

I'd fall off
Than fall of crime
And a low rhyme
If I go down they ain't wit me

So ya'll get me, come on
Come on, on, come on
on, come on, come on, come on